Oh, the shark, has, pretty teeth, dear and he shows them, pearly white Just a jackknife, has MacHeath, yeah and he keeps it, out of sight
When the shark bites, with his teeth, dear scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves, though, wears MacHeath, yeah so there's not a trace, hmmmm of red
On the sidewalk Sunday morning, lies a body oozin' life Someone's sneakin' 'round the corner is the someone, Mack the Knife?
From a tugboat by the river a cement bag's, droopin' down Yeah, the cement's just for the weight, dear bet you Mack, he's back in town
Looky here Louie Miller, disappeared dear after drawing, out his cash And MacHeath spends, like a sailor did our boy do, somethin' rash?
Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver Lotte Lenya, Sweet Lucy Brown Oh, the line forms on the right, dears now that Mack he's back in town Take it Satch
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